I am just a refugee from the long slow toothache of English life. It is terrible to love life so much you can hardly breathe!

Truth is a matter of direct apprehension-you can't climb a ladder of mental concepts to it.

The realisation of one's own death is the point at which one becomes adult.

I am just a refugee from the long slow toothache of English life. It is terrible to love life so much you can hardly breathe!

No one can go on being a rebel too long without turning into an autocrat.

How grudging memory is, and how bitterly she clutches the raw material of her daily work.

Music is only love looking for words.